Chapter 23

In the grandstand on the second floor of wudaoguan, maple leaf flow leader and others continued to communicate.

The changes in the arena are fast changing.

At this time, Muyang and the disciple of Duolin temple, called Wuting, have both burst out with great power. Only you and I come to attack each other constantly, and there are gradually blurred shadows on the challenge arena. Many movements have exceeded the limit that ordinary human flesh and eyes can catch.

"Ho!"

Muyang and Wuting attack each other with two palms, making a loud bang!

"Awesome!" Muyang panted a little, and stepped back a few steps, which was the first match of his strength since the competition!

I'm a disciple of Duolin temple!

It looks like a great move!

Muyang grinned, stepped on the ground immediately, stopped the step back, and the stone plate under his feet broke into a winding crack. After that, the body suddenly bounced up, and the force of the explosion penetrated from the bottom of the foot, making the broken stones spring up heavily and splash out in all directions.

Muyang's body popped out quickly, like a cannon ball coming from the bore.

"Tianxin Qigong!"

Muyang's eyes narrowed slightly, his right hand was raised falsely, and his fingers became swords.

Just as the voice fell, there was a cold light between his bright eyes. A bright blue light was generated from his two fingers. Hula, the straight Qigong wave was like a laser, surrounded by several cyclones, just like a wild animal from ancient times, rushing towards Wuting with fierce and bloodthirsty breath.

Feeling the sudden explosion of vitality in Muyang and the overwhelming Qigong wave, elder Fengye Liu and others stood up at once, with unbelievable expressions on their faces.

"It's Qigong wave. It's not far from the old generation of martial artists."

"It's amazing. I didn't expect to reach such a level at a young age."

Several elders in the martial arts circle were shocked to see what happened in front of them, and couldn't help exclaiming.

"Well? Muyang's Qigong is so strong! " Sith rubbed his eyes unbelievably. Tianxinqigong, even he couldn't release it at will. However, Muyang made it out during the competition. He was envious of his easygoing appearance.

At this time, Sith just realized that his nephew's strength might have been above him.

At the same time, the audience was all boiling.

"No Is it true that he has exerted Qigong waves? "

"The player who can use Qi power wave, but his opponent is Wu Ting, the victory is really hard to predict."

Whether it's the audience or the players, all eyes are wide open.

……

"You have to be careful!" Muyang shouts at Wuting across the sky. At this time, Muyang's breath rises again and again, and the powerful spirit rolls over. The cold air even makes people lose their resistance.

Shua!

In the face of Muyang's fierce and extreme attack, even the elite disciples of Duolin Temple don't change their faces suddenly. But Muyang's attack is close at hand, and the difference between the experts can decide the outcome. At this time, Wuting has lost the opportunity, and there is only one way to deal with it in a hurry.

Peng! The great attack power of Qigong wave fell on Wuting's body. His face turned white, his body flew like a broken kite, and he fell out of the challenge arena again.

"Tianxin liumuyang wins and enters the top eight."

With a whistle and dust settled, Muyang beat the seed players of Duolin temple to the top eight with a strong attitude.

"Yes." Muyang's face was peaceful.

The court wiped the blood stains from the corners of its mouth, and also exchanged his hands.

"Wuting lost." "Thousand crane flow elder Na Li Tut, said in silence.

"It's normal that we can reach our goal in a few years with the spirit just shown."

"Maybe, he is so young..."

"Alas, there are many talented young people, and this failure is also a good thing for udin." Master Hurin recited the Scriptures in silence.

"Cain and uting lost to the young man. I don't know how much Arlo and Liz can win..." Asked the headmaster of maple leaf flow with interest.

"Little hope." Elder Nelly shook her head. "Liz is no match for that man."

Among the new pioneers of all major schools, Wu Ting of Duolin temple is one of the best. Even he lost to the other side, others may not have much hope of winning.

Maple Leaf flow headmaster nodded.

Yes, he can release powerful Qigong waves at a young age, which is very rare in today's martial arts circle. At this moment, he has roughly determined the winner of this martial arts Congress, that is Muyang.

"Hahaha, Muyang is very powerful. If elder martial brother ISAF knows that you defeated the elite disciples of Duolin temple, he will be excited to come here. Unfortunately, Daqingshan is far away from Fengye island. Elder martial brother ISAF has no chance to see you sweeping the four directions."

As soon as Muyang left the stage, Sith came over excitedly and praised Muyang.

Muyang smiled modestly. "Uncle Sith, I'm only in the top eight. The competition is not over yet."

Sith shook his head. "It's different."

Entering the top eight and defeating Wuting are two concepts.

Originally in the heart of Sith, Muyang would have finished the task as long as he could get the quota of the top eight Martial Arts Association in the world. To know so many schools, how many can win the top eight? Already let the person be very satisfied!

But judging from his current performance, he doesn't seem to stop here. Although they are all in the top eight, the significance is totally different.

You should know that Wuting is not only an elite disciple of Duolin temple, but also a popular candidate for the champion of the world's first martial arts association.

Can Muyang beat him, and have a chance to win that championship?

If Muyang wins the championship, tianxinliu will be in the limelight.

Even now, even if Muyang immediately refuses to take part in the following competitions and has seen the power of Muyang Qigong wave, Sith knows that Muyang's name must have been launched through this conference. There are only a few martial Taoists in the whole martial arts circle who have the ability to release Qigong wave. Muyang is one of them, which is full of glory.

"The next few games don't need too much pressure, relax. Anyway, the quota of the top eight has been locked. Every win is a progress." Sith clapped Muyang's shoulder excitedly, and then saw that Muyang's face was a little white. He said with concern, "you have just released the qigong wave, can you bear it?"

Muyang shook his head, saying, "my body doesn't matter. I'll have a rest."

"Then have a good rest." Sith nodded and said nothing more. He stood aside and let him rest quietly.

While sitting in Muyang for rest, there are still dragon fights and tiger fights on other challenge arena. All 315 contestants from all over the world are fully motivated to compete for the chance to qualify.

Crackle, crackle and crackle. There are still some unseen shadows on the challenge arena. From time to time, with the voices of the players, the ground suddenly has a few large and small holes, the broken stones are flying everywhere, and a spark is produced when they brush the ground.

"The thousand crane Liulisi wins and enters the top eight."

"The maple leaf flow of Arlo wins and enters the top eight."

"Barney won the cross and made it to the top eight."

"Gilo, the village of Pulai in the west, won and entered the top eight."

……

With the continuation of the competition, the places of the top eight have been successively produced. Together with Muyang, the top eight players of the conference have all been determined.

Muyang glanced at the list and noticed that in addition to himself and a player named jilo from the village of Pulai, most of the other six were disciples of major schools.

It has to be admitted that the major schools do have a hand in cultivating disciples. No wonder that after these major schools chose the hidden world, the level of martial arts on the earth suddenly dropped one level.

After a short rest and verification of all the results, with the sound of gongs sounding again, today's competition is over.

The final eight is scheduled for the next day, with an evening off.